Everyone living on the Avalon hillsides knows their number. Our number is 209. That's the number of steps from our doorstep into town. Not the number of paces - that's much more - but the number of vertical steps. We walk it every day. It's 52 steps from our house to the road below where we park our golf cart (one for every household is allowed). But we don't use the golf cart much except for a "big" food shopping expedition or to play golf. It's much better exercise to walk up and down those 209 steps. (To be more accurate, Lynn walks up the steps. Arthur slowly drags himself up the steps.)
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Climbing the hills home on Catalina Island, 209 steps
Everyone living on the Avalon hillsides knows their number. Our number is 209. That's the number of steps from our doorstep into town. Not the number of paces - that's much more - but the number of vertical steps. We walk it every day. It's 52 steps from our house to the road below where we park our golf cart (one for every household is allowed). But we don't use the golf cart much except for a "big" food shopping expedition or to play golf. It's much better exercise to walk up and down those 209 steps. (To be more accurate, Lynn walks up the steps. Arthur slowly drags himself up the steps.)
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4 comments:
This is great! I love having the connection.
XOXO,
Wittsmom
Glad you like it. Catalina is such a special place we enjoy blogging about it.
I'd be dragging myself (with Arthur), and Tessa would be running (with Lynn).
Laurie
Hey Laurie,
Thanks for posting. I don't think anyone could keep up with Tessa. She'd leave us all in the dust.
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